The Weird Couple

The rain fell heavy that morning.  

I remember climbing down the stairs in twos, my eyes fixed on the house across the street. Mother did say I had a manic obsession with watching people.  

Perhaps she was right. Right now though, it doesn't matter. 

I had seen the Turners across the street while climbing down the stairs that led up to our home. The newly wed couple that had moved into our neighborhood two months ago. They were always so happy. 

Mr Turner was ‘a tall...